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I have to say this one isn't near the con artist like the one my husband had when we got together.
The dog was about 15 when we got together and had lost his female human about 4 months earlier.
The first time, I met the dog it was winter and the poor little thing (half chihuahua/half pekingese) was sitting on the floor just shivering. Needless to say, the dog got to sleep on the bed. The dog quit shivering the moment i reached down to pick him up. My husband later commented I had just got him used to sleeping on a heating pad on the floor.
The dog thought it was great that dad had brought him home a new female human.
The dog died a couple of years later.
You do have to consider that dog had a female human all his life except for those 4 months.
My husband was married 15 years the first time.
Oh and I got a better reception from the dog than from husband's sisters. And one of the sisters I didn't meet until we had been married 17 years.
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